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Pak Harto wafat

Innalillahi wa inna ilaihi rojiun….
Hari minggu 27 Januari kemarin, aku di rumah seharian. Pengennya sih istirahat sehabis kerja keras ngurusin Seminar yang alhamdulillah berjalan dengan sukses. Tapi aku emang gak bisa diem, so I spent my morning by gardening. Taking care of my flower and plants that have ignored for a while. After finishing that, I realized that this week is my turn to clean up the house. So I swept and moped the floor, organized my room and my stuff.
At lunch time, after cleaning my self and praying, I turned on the TV. The news of the passing away of Pak Harto was on every channel of TV. It went on for the rest of the day and I guess almost all Indonesian people was stuck in front of the TV watching the news. Like me.

Although I’m not his fan, I couldn’t help to shed a little tears when I saw Mbak Tutut (his eldest daughter) gave a speech in the funeral. I though about my father, my parents. I’m not ready to loose them yet. Please God, don’t call them now. Not yet. Let them live a little longer for us to take care of them. Duh, kapan ya aku bisa ngurus mereka dengan sabar?…